Page 14 of Savage Little Secret

The woman I was falling for is my enemy’s daughter.

The man I suspect killed my best friend is Cara’s fucking father.

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Cara

I should’ve drunk the wine.

Or left town when I had the chance.

Now, I’m awaiting Dmitri’s verdict.

I still can’t believe he zip tied me to the bed. No telling what else he plans to do to me for this betrayal.

Cold fear seeps into my bones as I struggle against the tie. The hard plastic digs into my skin, making me wince as I try to slip my hand free.

Nothing of use is within my reach, and Dmitri has been gone for what feels like hours.

What the hell is he doing? When will he return? And what in the world will he do to me when he gets back?

He baited me and I ran straight into it.

I dug my own grave because I couldn’t see any way out of this other than living in a whorehouse or ending up in a body bag.

The penthouse front door suddenly bursts open before slamming shut, making me curl up involuntarily, my arms wrap around my knees as I stare at the bedroom door. Heavy footsteps thunder down the hallway before the door flies open. Dmitri storms inside with various expressions flashing across his face.

He isn’t just angry. He’s shattered.

“Dmitri…” I start.

“Shut your goddamn mouth,” he grits out as he approaches the bed, the fingers of his right hand curling and uncurling. His knuckles are busted again. He’s been hitting something or someone.

Will he lay his bloody hands on me? Hit me? Strangle me? End up with my blood on his hands?

“You’re Sean O’Malley’s daughter? His fucking daughter!” Dmitri yells at me, his voice filling the room.

Shit.

I don’t think that I’ve ever felt so small and exposed. My throat threatens to close up as I stare at him, unsure of what to say now that he knows the truth. I thought I would be halfway across the world by the time he figured everything out. Or dead on my kitchen floor.

But I got too attached.

Now, I have to face the consequences.

“Answer me!” he shouts.

“Yes,” I say quietly.

Dmitri clenches his jaw and shakes his head. “I can’t fucking believe you! I talked about your father in front of you, and you didn’t even bat a damn eye. You played your part well. I’m sure he’s so fucking proud of you.”

I scoff. “He doesn’t even claim me.”

Dmitri’s expression wavers for a second. Maybe even half a second. “He picked you to fuck me over, and you carried out his orders. You spied on me. You lied to me. You fucking ruined me, Cara!”

The sound of utter betrayal in his voice makes my heart ache.

“I’m sorry,” I tell him, meaning the words with my entire being as my eyes start to sting.